| Yeah, take another hit of this, I’m hella celebrating cos a nigga rich
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| And I ain’t trying to keep it imma give a bit I don’t give a shit
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| DJ, turn it up, let’s get it lit up don’t turn down
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| This is KC Clown-town all us ready to rage
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| And all of us are on that page, never in a box never keep us in a cage
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| I was raised hit the blaze, remember I was back in the days
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| Purple haze, popping the clovers
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| I’m living in the moment (Cha), that greenery I’m on it (Cha), holla if you
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| really want it
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| My Mary it be the strongest (Cha) and it feel good, don’t it? |
| (Cha),
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| middle finger to my opponent
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| And, when you really hitting it, you bee sweating and woozy to get it from me,
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| be expecting a doozy
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| That marijuana be really getting ya groovy, 'specially when ya kicking it with
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| Tech and The Floozies (hell yeah)
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| And that’s amazing we be that party people with the smoke and we raging
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| Raving 'till we cave in, living in the days of the craze, I hit the blaze my
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| reefer high so hit the (let's go)
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| I bust on this beat, I’m on top of this (yeah), this smoke is clouding my |
| esophagus (yeah)
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| From Lawrence to KC, we rocking this, let the beat drop nobody be stopping this
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| (yeah)
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| We smoke on and on and on from the dawn 'till gone day
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| (Everybody be puffing this stuff with me)
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| We smoke on and on and on from the dawn to gone day
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| (Hey)
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| Everybody be puffing this stuff with me
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| A-a-and it feel good, don’t it? |
| (Cha)
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| Kicking it with Tech and The Floozies (hell yeah)
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| Everybody be puffing this stuff with me
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| And that’s amazing (hell yeah)
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| Kicking it with Tech and The Floozies (hell yeah)
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| We smoke on and on and on from the dawn to gone day |